I "stole" my mother’s Super-8 camera when I was a kid.

In my defence, she kind of had it coming—she was always filming me and my brother anyway, then projecting the footage whenever family from Quebec visited. We were the stars of every living room screening in Southern California. Add to that ten (yes, ten) visits to the Universal Studios tour, and a life-changing trip to Mann’s Chinese Theatre to see “Star Wars”, and—boom—I was hooked. Film had me.

So I did what any future filmmaker would do: I hijacked the Super-8, cast my brother as the hero, recruited our neighbours, turned our backyard into a backlot, and featured my dad’s Oldsmobile and my banana-seat 3-speed bike as A-list props.

Cut to ten years later. I still loved film, but Super-8 home movies weren’t exactly blowing minds in admissions offices. So I sent in a rock band demo (featuring me on lead guitar, obviously) and some high school concert pics. Somehow, after hearing me pitch my lifelong love of film, Concordia’s prestigious Film School in Montreal let me in. Miracles happen.

From there, it snowballed: I landed a gig directing music videos and commercials, combining my love of music and movies into a potent creative cocktail. Some of those videos won awards, but the film bug wouldn’t let go. After all, the Universal tour guides never hyped TV commercials.

So I went back to making my own films—with friends, no budget, all heart. We made “3 Saisons” for $35K with a band of pirate filmmakers and a trunk full of passion. I wrote, directed, edited, and co-produced it—and somehow it took off: Best Director in Mexico, Best Feature in Whistler, and a Genie nomination for Best Film (alongside a rising star named Denis Villeneuve… no pressure).

That opened the doors to television. I moved to Toronto and started directing Canadian dramas like “Heartland”, “21 Thunder”, and “Flashpoint”. My “Flashpoint” episode, “A Day in the Life,” won me my first Canadian Screen Award. That led to five DGC nominations and two more CSA noms.

Before long, Quebec called me home. I began helming entire seasons of premium French-language dramas for CBC, Bell, and TV5. One series, “Le Clan”, even went to Series Mania in Paris and was optioned for a U.S. remake.

More recently, I’ve directed several TV movies. “Poisoned Love: The Stacey Castor Story” (Lifetime/Sony) starring Nia Vardalos won Best Film at the Leos. And “Believe Me: The Abduction of Lisa McVey” went global—streaming on Netflix, going viral on TikTok (500+ million views!), and climbing into Netflix’s top 10 in countries around the world. That one earned me my second CSA.

These days, I direct in both official languages across Canada. People say I bring a strong visual style, raw performances, and a knack for leading passionate teams. I’ve dipped into docs with the NFB, started exploring AI filmmaking, and I’m still chasing stories the way I did when I first “borrowed” that Super-8 camera.

Which, by the way, is still sitting on my trophy shelf.

Thanks, Mom.